Chapter 83 He was going to see her, and she happened to be there when he left.
This kind of tiger skin is extremely complete, with the skin of the tiger's head, body and legs all intact.
There have always been many tigers in the woods of Northeast China, and there must be some tigers that can be used to cultivate immortality. Let's go door to door to see if anyone has one to borrow." Nan Chengcheng said.
When Xiong Kunfeng heard this, he looked at his wife, his eyes lit up, and his honest face was filled with joy, "Oh, we have such a tiger skin at home.
I found it while hunting in the mountains."
As she said that, Xiong Kunfeng's wife got on the kang, opened the quilt rack (a cabinet on the kang in Northeast China for storing bedding), rummaged around, and took out the tiger skin.
The tiger skin was intact, with only the area where the tiger's eyes were located being empty. There was a large hole in the belly. If a person crawled in there and pretended to be a tiger, it would be so real that it could scare people.
The tiger's fur was shining.
"That's great, Mr. Lin, put the child inside, hold the child, and follow me.
Oh, by the way, Mrs. Lin, please bring out a bowl."
Nan Chengcheng came to an old pine bamboo tree facing the gate of the Xiong family's backyard.
Everyone looked at her with admiration. This little girl was usually sweet and lovely, but in this kind of situation, she was serious and composed beyond her age, which was really admirable.
In winter, thick snow hangs on the old pine trees, and they stand proudly between heaven and earth in the cold wind.
Nan Chengcheng took out three incense sticks, lit them, and stuck them into the snow under the pine tree. "A thousand-year-old pine tree, a fragrance that spreads ten miles. It drives away illness and darkness, and opens the spirit."
Old Pine, Old Pine, you have protected the Xiong family for a hundred years. Now, their little grandson is sick and urgently needs pine resin. I hope you can give them some.
Their whole family kowtows to you here."
Nan Chengcheng signaled everyone in the Xiong family to kowtow to the pine tree.
Even the little baby wrapped in tiger skin kowtowed a few times with difficulty.
Nan Chengcheng continued, "Hongzhen is a smart and adorable child. You certainly can't bear to see him die from illness right after being saved.
Please give him some rosin, and he will recover and acknowledge you as his uncle."
As she spoke, Nan Chengcheng tore off a piece of cloth from the sleeve of Hongzhen's little imperial robe and tied it to a pine branch.
At this time, pine resin slowly emerged from the bark of the pine tree.
Nan Chengcheng quickly took the bowl and took some rosin.
Back in the house, Nan Chengcheng smeared rosin on Hongzhen's head.
Hongzhen lay in the tiger skin and fell asleep in a daze.
Nan Chengcheng checked the time and said, "In three hours at most, the negative energy in the child's body will dissipate and he will be fine.
If this little guy gets better, it will benefit the whole village."
Lin Yuean and his wife are grateful to Nan Chengcheng.
"Miss Nan, you have been busy for so long and you must be tired. Come, let's go to the outer room to have some snacks. You can try the palace pastries made by my wife." Lin Yuean said.
Nan Chengcheng followed Qi out.
Lin Yuean took out a delicate pastry box, opened it, and found flower-shaped taro paste osmanthus cakes, apricot blossom cakes, and jujube paste rolls...
The beautiful and exquisite pastries make people reluctant to eat them.
Nan Chengcheng tasted it and found it light but not greasy, with the fragrance of the ingredients themselves. It was truly the most delicious snack she had ever eaten.
"Mrs. Lin is such a good cook!"
Chen Qinghuan's illness was cured without treatment, and after the birth of her child, her spirits improved, and she regained her former elegance and composure. She smiled faintly, "My ancestors have always been pastry chefs in the palace. This is what they passed down. When it comes to my generation, I don't want the craft to be lost, so I have been studying it.
If you cook more, it will naturally taste better, but it is definitely not as good as what my ancestors made.
If Miss Nan is interested, I can teach you."
Nan Chengcheng said, "Mrs. Lin, to be honest, I'm planning to open a teahouse, and the tea and snacks in the teahouse are what I'm worried about.
When the time comes, I will hire a master. Can you give them some guidance?"
"That's great, I hope this craft can be recognized by more people."
"thank you."
"Miss Nan, you've helped us so much and saved our family. I should be the one thanking you," Mrs. Lin said. "I can give you the book passed down from my ancestors. You can ask the pastry chef in the shop to study it and make it.
There are many varieties, many of which I haven't tried.
I think with the blessing of these pastries, your shop will definitely be popular, Miss Nan."
"Thank you, Mrs. Lin."
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After finishing the snacks, Nan Chengcheng looked at the time and decided to go out for a walk.
Xiang Mo said, "Master, I will accompany you. I will go for a walk with you."
Nan Chengcheng refused, "No, you stay."
"Master!" Xiang Mo scratched his head, "Don't be sad because of him..."
"Okay, I'm fine! I'm done!"
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Nan Chengcheng left the Xiong family and wandered aimlessly in the village.
She was cold, cold from the inside out.
She could tell fortunes, but she couldn't predict his marriage. Yes, he was a person with purple gold dragon energy. In ancient times, he would be an emperor. If she told the emperor's fortune, she could only predict whether he had a wife who was married to him through formal marriage. She couldn't predict whether he had a wife who was secretly engaged to him for life.
She fell in love with him at first sight because of his looks and appearance. She thought she was not too concerned and could be free and easy. But when she really knew the truth about his feelings, she couldn't control her sadness.
Before she knew it, she had climbed over the northwest hill and saw a large camp.
The high walls and the gates like city towers exude an endless sense of solemnity.
The big black iron gate was closed. She rushed to the door and thought to herself, if I see him, I should say sorry to him!
She didn't know that he already had a lover, and her harassment must have caused him great distress.
No, why are you talking about this? It's so tea-like.
They should never see each other again. He is just a man. She is in Jiangcheng and is busy running a teahouse. She has no time to think about him.
Yes, she turned around and was about to leave.
At this moment, the big iron gate behind him suddenly opened.
A military green military vehicle drove out.
Nan Chengcheng turned around and saw that it was Zhan Hengyi who was driving.
Zhan Hengyi saw a beautiful figure near the gate and stepped on the brakes.
He was about to see her when she came -
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